So it’s public record that I’ve never been that thrilled with my RAZR. It crapped out once, and I got a warranty replacement. A couple weeks ago, the replacement crapped out and there was no way I was going anywhere near another Motorola.
It didn’t help that my iPod had finally died — not even the complex resuscitation techniques I’d developed could bring it back — a couple of days before that.
I’d been rationalizing what it’d take for me to buy an iPhone since January. Faced with having to get a new phone and a new iPod — no, you see, I need an iPod for drowning-out-annoying-coworkers-when-I’m-on-deadline purposes — well, it made incredible sense to my shiny-thing-loving girlbrain. And my rational brain was able to concede that it wasn’t entirely about the shiny factor.
Aside from the annoyance of every chain coffeeshop charging ridiculous fees for their wifi (and the frequent lack of an independent shop nearby), my iPhone experience has been pure awesome.
And the iPhone-friendly version of Meebo was a lifesaver when I was in London. If you’re the mobile web type, check it out.
Posted: 3:04 pm ·
Category: Geek ·
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- When you’re 16 years old and angsty, start a community website where you can vent your angst.
- Wait for other kids to join in on the venting.
- When the organization you’re all complaining about wants your ear, do your best impression of a mature grownup.
- Wait.
- When that organization you’ve been mocking discovers it has a need for the niche expertise you’ve cultivated over the past seven years, run to the nearest post office and apply for an expedited passport.
- Pack.
I leave Saturday afternoon.
Posted: 7:37 am ·
Category: Big Things, Interactive ·
Comments: 6
Kyle and I went to the zoo yesterday.
I’ve watched enough episodes of Meerkat Manor to know the Sedgwick County Zoo’s meerkats look nothing like real meerkats. Real meerkats are skinny. Zoo meerkats look like they’ve been dining at China Buffet.
But the animals at the zoo have nothing on the kids visiting the zoo. What the hell is wrong with parents these days?
I’d read statistics recently on the percentage of overweight and obese Kansans, and I’d been how it’s possible that 23% (!) of Kansans are obese because most people I see…aren’t. Well, that 23% was well-represented at the zoo yesterday.
I don’t know that there’s anything more heartbreaking and disgusting than seeing an obese eight-year-old. I remember begging for Little Debbies and ice cream when I was little, but my mom usually said no. This kid doesn’t need a sno-cone, doesn’t need Blue Bunny, doesn’t need a Coke.
And I understand that you want to indulge your child and see him happy, but it’s pathetic when a little kid walks over to a park bench, wheezing and begging for a break. If you told him no more often, he’d be able to make it through the zoo without getting winded. And he doesn’t have the impulse control, critical-thinking skills or long-term planning to realize that he doesn’t need a Drumstick right now. So freaking tell him no.
Rant aside, the zoo was lovely.
Posted: 7:17 pm ·
Category: Rants, Wichita ·
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